man, i think work stress is getting to me. not that i'm being overworked by any means, but i'm definitely spending more hours with my mind occupied with office matters. i can tell because i'm starting to tic more. the left side of my neck and shoulders are sore as hell, and i am (just) starting to get a little worried about it. hopefully i can find ways to relax more. i definitely am going to book a massage appointment this week. (i tried last friday, but the massage lady wasn't in.)
no, i didn't catch the garter. at first, all us single bowling guys didn't budge when we were called up, but i grabbed john, nelson, mikeC, etc. in the end. it took jimmy a few tries to successfully throw it because the garter had so much wind resistance that i didn't travel far. the bouquet toss was far more interesting; diana caught it over grace's head and knocked grace's barrettes out of her hair. haha. i guess diana really wanted it or something.
man, i am not really optimistic about stanford's chances in the tournament. (no, i never do brackets; i don't know much about 2/3 of the teams.) i'll be happy if we make it to the sweet sixteen, and then it'll be a very touch matchup with texas. (the UT grad here at work, J, had a little discussion with me today about our potential meeting in the tourney.) texas has this awesome point guard named DJ augustin, and i don't know if we can guard him. but anyways, like i said, i'm rooting for all pac-10 teams, so i'll be keeping my eyes out for others, like UCLA and washington state.
man, i am beat today. i didn't get any REM cycles until 4am (at the earliest), and it's starting to wear on me. D suggested i use the sleep function on my tv, and i think it's a good idea. i mean, that's what it's *for*, right? last night, i was really interested in the commentary on the bracket regions, so i was listening intently to what sportscenter had to say. man, i love march madness.
there's new tv to watch! yup, an all new episode of _how i met your mother_ tonight. cobie smulders and all her hotness. i'll probably be taping it, though, so i won't be able to watch her in all her HD glory. but that's ok; i'm just glad that the writers' strike is over, and i get to see some fresh new television shows. does anyone know if _scrubs_ and _the office_ will be coming back as well?
i'm bummed that we didn't find any hard alcohol last night at the wedding. it sucked that 1) the bar at yank sing was closed, i mean, they could have made a killing if they had opened it and 2) the nearby liquor store closed at 6pm. i was totally ready to drink, like i was *thirsting* for some whiskey. i'm just not a wine drinker. after my third glass, i was feeling just a teeny bit tipsy (empty stomach buzz), but i was sick of the taste. i wanted something harder. oh well. i bet not having an open bar saved jimmy and sabrina a lot of money.
are you guys wearing green today? i'm wearing my usual mon/wed/fri green steve madden's. so no pinching me! hehe. the sad news is that i found a rip in the upper heel on my right shoe. *sniff* i guess nothing lasts forever then. maybe tonight i'll have some irish whiskey to celebrate. jameson! some of my friends went to an irish pub today, and they had green beer! that's pretty neat.
so for my 11:30am and 3pm smokes, i go outside to the parking lot and sit on the steps. there are usually some ants outside, and i never ever think about killing them. it makes me sad to think about killing ants (unless they're invading my space at home or something). i don't like ending lives unless they threaten mine. however, one big exception is spiders. i am ruthless in killing spiders. what i usually do is catch them in toilet paper and flush them down the toilet, and i don't think twice about that fact that i am killing another living entity. i guess i sort of distance myself from it because i don't squish the spider to death with my bare hands. but still, i hate spiders, mainly because i'm afraid that they'll crawl all over my body and bite me in places that'll hurt (like my schlong head). i guess i'd feel differently about ants if they were fire ants, like the ones we had back in dallas.
so i was telling cheryl about how one of my ex's was very feisty, and how we fought a lot. she was like, "well, you guys must have had good make-up sex then." i chuckled. i guess we did, although i can't really remember many details about that. make-up sex is great, but the problem with it is that usually afterwards, there's a tendency to fall back into the same old rut of dysfunction. my experience with fighting is that often times, few fundamental things get resolved, and it's rare that people actually change, so what happens is that the only bonus that comes into play is the make-up sex. *shrug* i guess it is what it is.
ok, it's time to go. having dinner with cindyT and mr. W tonight. and then it's frozen yogurt time!
friday night, i met up with adam and rae at los charros. i wasn't that hungry, so i couldn't finish my wet burrito. it was good seeing them again, and i caught up with them about their trip to china. after dinner, i rushed home to watched the stanford/wazzu pac-10 tournament semifinal. we led by 13 points with 3:30 or so left to go, but we missed a lot of free throws, so the game was really nervewracking at the end. but we won. yay! after that, i took a shower, skyped my mom, and went to bed.
saturday, i met up with gina, barden and dishi for a nice little taiko reunion. we had lunch at sushi house and then walked around stanford campus. gina bought a cute stanford baby-t at the bookstore. then, we went to the stanford shopping center in search of pinkberry. it was open yet, so we were disappointed. (later in the weekend, mel told me that they backed out. boo.) so we went to fraiche for our yogurt fix. it was only ok. the original flavor wasn't tart like i wanted, and they didn't have mochi, so i got this apricot jelly topping.
afterwards, i rushed back home to watch stanford/ucla, round three. i wasn't really nervous this time for some strange reason, and we lost by 3 points. i guess ucla just has stanford's number this season. i will be rooting for both teams (as well as all pac-10 teams) in the tournament.
for dinner, i went over to mikeT's house for his famed sushi. cindyT and mr. W were there (they had driven up for jimmy's wedding), so it was good to see them again. we ate, chatted, and then played a lot of rock band. i played drums for a few songs and then tried guitar as well. it's stressful! like cindy said, you don't blink much when you're playing. and then, we ate some of mike's homemade cream puffs. yum.
sunday was all about jimmy and sabrina's wedding. i got to greg's place at 11:30, and the two of us and cheryl drove up to shakepeare garden in golden gate park. we were supposed to help set up the chairs and tables, but it was already done by the time we got there. we hung around for a bit (we grabbed subway for lunch beforehand), and then the ceremony started. it was a nice one, and then, we helped break down the chairs.
there were a few hours to kill, so we just drove to the reception location (yank sing in rincon center) and hung out at a starbucks nearby. i got a hazelnut latte, smoked and called up alan and peter. time passed by rather quickly, and when we got to yank sing, we were disappointed that the bar was closed. greg, john and i went on a liquor run, but the nearby liquor store closed at 6, so we were left without whiskey. rats.
i drank 3 glasses of wine, which put me in a little bit of a fog at first, but then i gave up on trying to get drunk, so i just ate the 10 courses of chinese banquet sober. they had peking duck, which was my favorite course. ah, duck skin. the speeches were ok (it was sort of hard to hear because of the echo), the slide show was nice (the soundtrack was three songs by the cure), and of course, i had to go up there for the garter toss. i was informed that stanford was a #3 seed in the tournament, which i expected. we play cornell. ah, two red mascots. how cute.
we left around 10:20 or so, and when i got home, i immediately went on espn.com to analyze the bracket. i don't like our changes, with #2 texas looming in the sweet 16 (assuming we make it that far). when i went to bed, i listened to all the tournament analysis on espn, and i fell asleep with the tv on, and it stayed on until around 4am. damn, no REM cycle until then? no wonder why i'm so tired today.